For people, the power of emotions is incomparably great, and those emotions always affect everyone all the time, and at the same time trick us into thinking that all this is our own doing, and even more so. Emotions are like a flash flood in summer, which can easily destroy the dam of reason.

And among those emotions, fear must be one of the most affecting people. Fear makes bravery, but it also makes cowardice.

Fear makes people strong and degraded.

People's first reaction to the unknown is fear, followed by continuous denial, denial and even wanting to destroy the unknown. If you can't do it yourself, you will be even more afraid and resistant. There are very few people who really want to understand and explore the unknown.

And there are few who forge courage before fear.

Ying Tianchang tapped on the tabletop, and the shadow of his hand changed large and small on the table. For monsters, most of the people in the world still believe in the rhetoric of the non-our race, even if there are good goblins and ghosts, they also have the heart of a villain, and there are more hypocrites who are really villains. But the gods in the sky are not like this, except for those who have become immortals from people, there are not many other races of immortals, why do they respect them so much?

No one knows what the definition of a god or a monster is, but how do they define it?

Do you enter the heavenly court by ascending to the gate of heaven? Or do you go to the Western Elysium of Buddhism, the Thirty-six Heavens of Taoism?

Look, let's just say that my brain is not normal and my mind is too heavy. Ying Tianchang withdrew his hand from knocking on the table and knocked his head. It's not necessarily a bad thing to have a demon, it's true that there are a lot of monsters in the world who do evil, but there are also many good monsters, and Ying Tianchang has encountered a lot.

Thinking of this, Ying Tianchang showed a smile.

It's too miserable to live in the crowd, but I feel more comfortable staying with the goblins, picking wild fruits and drinking mountain springs, insects and birds chirping, and carving the word free.

If there are monsters, there will be monsters, and there will be deer and old bookworms, and there will be no waves. What's more, he still has buns, Li Qinglian's peach blossom sword, the paper cutter left by the old bookworm on his waist, and the things left by the old drunkard and the old bald head before leaving.

Compared with these, Ying Tianchang is more concerned about this afternoon's class. The old bookworm didn't elaborate with himself, but wrote some rough outlines on his list.

The teaching of the academy is generally divided into two categories, literature and martial arts. Wen Hao said, and in terms of martial arts, in addition to the archery and imperial in the six arts of Confucianism, there is also the martial arts of martial arts, as well as cultivation.

However, in the cultivation section, the old bookworm has additional annotations, because the world is mostly respectful of ghosts and gods, and only a few students can get in touch with them.

These students, Ying Tianchang looked at it and smiled, and the doubts in his heart disappeared a little.

Because it is just a lot of books on paper, the content is destined not to be exhaustive, and Ying Tianchang does not have much understanding, Ying Tianchang thinks that even if he cultivates the Immortal Academy, he will not teach his protégé to alchemy pills and refine relics or the like, and the practice of Confucianism is probably to raise Haoran righteousness.

And since it's a academy, it must be a heavy emphasis on literature and light on martial arts.

Ying Tianchang guessed, although there are some discrepancies, but they are not far from ten.

And he can know this, the three masters who are still young have each taught him to practice, and Ying Tianchang can understand the three teachings.

And among the courses that the old bookworm arranged for himself, there are two martial arts courses today, one on cultivation and the other on Jianghu martial arts.

Ying Tianchang thought that the old bookworm still knew himself quite well, because of the dead friend who wore the broken sword and Li Qinglian, Ying Tianchang was looking forward to that martial arts class.

How good it is to go to the end of the world with a sword in green shirts.

However, Ying Tianchang was still a little uneasy, he clicked on the silver money that Chen Lin'an gave him in his package, and planned to buy some yellow paper talismans and cinnabar.

Ying Tianchang can draw talismans, and the old drunkard taught him. It's just that in the past, when I walked the rivers and lakes, I could be scared away by the talismans I drew or were jealous, and most of them were eaten by buns and didn't fit enough between my teeth. Now in the academy, buns can't eat people and demons at will, and they are surrounded by demonic energy, Ying Tianchang feels that it is better to be prepared.

Ying Tianchang took the map drawn for him by the old bookworm into his arms, put the bun on his head, and went out.

And the peach blossoms are still hanging at the head of the bed. In the academy, Ying Tianchang wanted to have the old bookworm's paper cutting knife was enough.

In addition to the yellow paper talisman and cinnabar, he also went to buy some food. It was early in the morning, and his earliest class was in the afternoon.

And the moment he stepped out of the door, the mountain breeze blew, and Ying Tianchang's heart became as light as the wind.

When he looked down, what he saw was no longer the spectacular scene of last night's dense lights spread all over the ground, and many scholars and literati had already gone out, or chanting in the wind, or going to the school, each with their own affairs, busy and leisurely.

Ying Tianchang took another breath, and the mountain wind blew his soul clean, which is really good.

So, he also integrated into those scholars.

Along the way, in addition to looking for the market according to the map, Ying Tianchang was also observing the scholars. These scholars are in all sorts of ways, some are people who hold their heads high and are walking step by step, and there are also those who bow their heads and read books in two steps and stumble.

Finally, after a few roundabouts, Ying Tianchang finally found a market in the academy, and the map was marked with the words "Qingfufang".

At the entrance of the bazaar, there is also a stone tablet engraved with the words "Green Worm Fang".

Ying Tianchang walked into the bazaar, thinking about Chen Lin'an's appearance of visiting a dilapidated bookstore, and wanted to learn from it.

However, Ying Tianchang is Ying Tianchang after all, and he will not waste time with others for the trivial matter of one or two copper coins. It's good to come simply, even if you suffer a loss, it's not a big deal. Ying Tianchang has always been very open to this kind of thing, and the old bald head also said that suffering losses is a blessing, and he is blessed for himself.

Although Ying Tianchang doesn't believe it, it's just that.

When Ying Tian Chang stopped and picked and looked in the green worm fang, there was a restaurant in the center of the green worm fang.

This restaurant was originally just a small stall in the south corner of Qingfufang, specializing in self-brewed "Green Shen Liquor", which became famous because Li Qinglian had drunk and praised this wine, not only the students of the academy, but also the chivalrous fairies on the rivers and lakes. Gradually, the small stall started with green Shen liquor, bought a shop in the center of Qingfufang, and developed into a famous Jiuxian Pavilion inside and outside the academy.

Taking the name of this Jiuxian Pavilion can be regarded as the boss reciting Li Qinglian's kindness, and it is estimated that he still wants to rely on this name to attract some more people.

However, the green liquor of Jiuxian Pavilion has been as drunk by Li Sanxian over the years, and it has continuously introduced famous wines from the north and south of the river, which is worthy of the name of Jiuxian Pavilion.

There are four floors in the Jiuxian Pavilion, and at this moment, in a box on the third floor of the Jiuxian Pavilion, two scholars sit opposite each other, with two pots of green wine on the table, and the window fence on the side.

"This is the new disciple of Old Master Zhang, Mr. Chen, Mr. Xu, and Mr. Li's junior disciple?"

The scholar who said this was dressed in black, not a hosta, and had a dignified appearance.

He was looking at a picture scroll on the table, and in the scroll was an ink figure exactly like Ying Tianchang, walking back and forth in a market.

"Then you have to call Mr. Ying, or the little master?" Another scholar was thin and tall, dressed in green clothes, and looked at his eyebrows with a heroic spirit.

When he said this, both of them laughed understandingly.

The tall and thin scholar got up with a pot of green wine, turned to face the window and said, "But Huang Yao, where did you get this scroll? ”

The scholar named Huang Yao was not like his friend, so he poured the green wine into his cup and drank it slowly, saying, "Do you think that everyone is as talented as you and can see thousands of miles? This is what my father secretly stuffed me when I visited my relatives last time, saying that hard reading can also save the effort of borrowing books." ”

Huang Yao drank a glass of green wine and said, "I have such a simple father." ”

Huang Yao knew that he was somewhat famous in the academy, but Huang Yao also knew that it had nothing to do with him, not because he had a pair of parents who were still land immortals and a mountain with some fame founded by his parents, but because he had a friend in the academy.

Huang Yao glanced at the scholar in Tsing Yi with his arms on the railing, na, it was him. The sixth seat among all the students of Xinzhai, Gu Qingrang.

Gu Qingrang took the wine jug and poured a sip of wine, like the bold style of people in the rivers and lakes. After drinking, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "Let me tell you a secret, this is not some talent, I practiced it." ”

looked carefully into Gu Qingrang's pupils, and saw the scene in his pupils, it was a young man choosing a yellow paper talisman.

Huang Yao smiled, he and Gu Qingrang were close friends, at least Huang Yao himself felt so, and everyone knew almost all of their respective backgrounds. Huang Yao has always been very curious about why the scholarly Gu family, who has neither cultivators nor troubled rivers and lakes, would come out with a Gu Qingrang who is so obsessed with martial arts and cultivation, will things be reversed?

"Your master on the rivers and lakes taught you?" asked Huang Yao.

didn't drink, but Gu Qingrang still wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "My cheap master doesn't have any skills, but he has such a magical ability that he has practiced best, and it is estimated that he is also familiar with this magical power against the men and women in the clouds and rain in the Qinglou all day long." ”

Huang Yao drank helplessly, and it was difficult for him to say anything.

"Fortunately, he only had a good time because he didn't have the money to go to the Qinglou, and he wasn't using this magic power to do something dirty, otherwise I would really not recognize him. It's just that even if I feel uncomfortable like this, I can't persuade him. Gu Qingrang said about his master, but he still looked at Ying Tianchang in his eyes, "Having said that, it is not a gentleman's style for us to do this." ”

"You, it's you who says it's you, and it's you who says we're villains, why are you so powerful?" Huang Yao said with a roll of his eyes.

"Curious, curious. Gu Qingrang said with a smile.

"Anyway, even if he is Mr. Zhang's little apprentice, why do you care so much about him and ask me to peep with you?" asked Huang Yao.

"All the students of Xinzhai are almost counted as the protégés of Old Master Zhang, and the descendants of Old Master Zhang have always been only Mr. Chen Yi, Xu Er, Li San, and San, but now a Ying Tianchang suddenly appeared, and he also announced it to the world, aren't you curious?" Gu Qingrang said.

Huang Yao shook his head and said, "I'm not curious. ”

Gu Qingrang Xue Huang Yao rolled his eyes.

"Come on, I know you still want to know more about what Mr. Li's junior brother is capable of, why, go down and try him?"

"Although you said yes, I didn't want to test his strength, according to Mr. Chen's words, it was not in accordance with the rules. "Gu Qingrang was just going to come and see the so-called Ying Si, and the rest, the future is long, and the dispute between gentlemen is not in a moment.

Although Gu Qingrang is more inclined to the rivers and lakes where Li Qinglian is located, he still wants to be a gentleman.

He felt that he was not a gentleman now, and he was not qualified enough, otherwise he would not have come to secretly watch this Ying Tianchang. It's just that Gu Qing knows that he is not the only one who does this and wants to do this.

"But there's one guy who's going to be angry. Gu Qingrang said with a smile, quite a taste of schadenfreude.

Huang Yao was mentioned by Gu Qing and suddenly realized. He slowly took a sip of wine: "This Mr. Ying will be miserable in the future." ”

The person they mentioned had a higher seat in Xinzhai than Gu Qingrang, and even much higher, and he had always aspired to become the fourth disciple of Old Master Zhang.

Huang Yao's gaze returned to the picture scroll, but he found that things had changed a little.

He looked up at Gu Qingrang, and Gu Qingrang's expression let Huang Yao know that he was still looking there.

But soon, Gu Qingrang withdrew his supernatural powers and no longer looked at Ying Tianchang's side.

Huang Yao was a little puzzled, but his friend had already done so, and he also put away the scroll.

He looked at Gu Qingrang, Gu Qingrang smiled and said, "This Mr. Ying, there is something." ”

"Because of what Cui Yu said in Chang'an?"

Gu Qingrang didn't answer, and drank the pot of green wine in his hand in one gulp. Huang Yao looked a little distressed, Gu Qingrang couldn't drink, a glass of wine was on the head. The reason why Gu Qingrang still likes to drink is because that Li Dajian Immortal likes to drink.

Gu Qing made the flush on his cheeks look like the sun in the sky, he put his cold wine jug on his face, and said, "It has nothing to do with Cui Yu, let alone the words that Mr. Xu said." ”

Gu Qingrang spit out a mouthful of wine and fell straight to the ground: "He, like Mr. Li, but not like him." is a Jianghu man, and he is also a ruthless person. ”

Gu Qingrang kept burping and finished this sentence intermittently.

Huang Yao was a little anxious, and set out to help Gu Qingrang up.

In Huang Yao's arms, Gu Qing let his drunken eyes be clouded, and in the young man who was not a scholar, he saw the self that he longed for, unrestrained and did whatever he wanted.

This is the reason why he envies the people of the rivers and lakes, not his current self, who is wearing shackles and wants to be a gentleman.